There was something wrong with my past life

"Stop! Who is coming?"

The disciples of the Nangong family who were in charge of peripheral security quickly noticed the young man who was carrying a wooden sword and walking straight towards the wedding venue, and quickly rushed forward to block the way.

Now the wedding inside has officially started, and all the guests who are eligible to have invitations have entered the venue. It is impossible to come late without giving face to the Nangong family, so the Nangong disciple who is responsible for the warning has already brought this with him The young man with a strange wooden sword was regarded as an ignorant junior who wanted to come over and get married.

After all, the young master is getting married today, and all the people who can come to watch the ceremony are famous figures in the spiritual world. Being able to enter is a symbol of status, and it naturally breeds many villains who want to go in and build relationships.

"Ning Ye."

Ning Ye, whose way was blocked, looked at the Nangong disciple and answered truthfully.

At first, the Nangong disciple who heard this name did not react. He was still thinking about where this Ning Ye was from. He had never heard of any big family with the surname "Ning" in the cultivation world.

But soon, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face turned pale and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Because of the young master's wedding, he had just come out of seclusion for several years a few days ago. He had heard of this name that had only become famous in recent months through drunken chats with friends.

Although he only became famous for a few months, there are countless rumors about Ning Ye's name.

According to friends' descriptions, Ning Ye seemed to be recognized as the best in the world... pretty boy!

It is said that not only the True Dragon Lord on the Kunwu Holy Mountain, but also the famous sword master at the top of the Sword Peak, these two beings recognized as the strongest beings in the spiritual world, were both eaten by Ning Ye, who is both male and female. I was so fascinated that I almost got into a fight over this pretty boy...

It can be said that the pretty boy has achieved such a level, which is unprecedented and unprecedented. It is completely unsurpassable!

Thinking of this, the Nangong disciple couldn't help but look at the wooden sword that Ning Ye carried behind him with envious eyes.

Now he also understands that this wooden sword is not a maverick's deliberate joke, but the legendary best sword in the world. The sword master held this sword and caused a rain of blood in the spiritual world. The fishy wind, the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood...

Unexpectedly, the sword master actually gave this sword to this pretty boy.

At this moment, this disciple of Nangong not only had a feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred that the law of heaven was unfair and that people were more irritating than others.

"You are no match for me. Get out of the way. I don't want to attack you."

Naturally, Ning Ye didn't know the other party's psychological activities. On the contrary, he thought that the other party was frightened by his name and had lost the intention to fight, so he slowly told the other party to retreat on his own.

The Nangong disciple who knew Ning Ye's identity would naturally not take action. After all, the pretty boy had done so successfully, and he still had the sword master's magic weapon in his hand. Even if he practiced hard every day and night, he couldn't defeat him!

What's more, the other party's backstage is so stubborn that they can't be offended at all.

So, he decided to use civilized methods to reason with Ning Ye.

"Ning Ye, I know your name, and I also know that if you want to leave, I can't stop you at all. However, what I want to tell you is that as the saying goes, forceful melons are not sweet, and it is immoral for you to do this! "

"What's the meaning?"

Ning Ye was puzzled by the other party's sudden reasoning.

"If I guess correctly, you are not just here to attend our young master's wedding, but you are planning to steal the bride, right?"

Disciple Nangong looked determined, and without waiting for Ning Ye's reply, he continued to persuade earnestly: "Don't worry, I personally have no discrimination against Long Yang's hobby, and I also know that our young master is indeed a rich god. Handsomeness is the best among men, not only women but also men can't help but be tempted!

But today is the wedding day of our young master. If you snatch the bride and take the young master away for your own selfish desires, it will definitely make our young master a laughing stock in the world!

Moreover, my young master is known as a rare genius in cultivating immortals in a thousand years. He shoulders the heavy responsibility of inheriting the entire Nangong family. He can only get temporary happiness from being with you. Long Yang is right, but it’s a pity that he can’t give birth at all!

If you really want to get my young mistress, you can have an affair with me in the future, and everyone will turn a blind eye by then, so why come over now and snatch your bride in front of everyone in the world..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Nangong disciple's stern lecture came to an abrupt end. He was completely silent and was knocked unconscious by Ning Ye.

"What a mess!"

Ning Ye, who was confused by this farce, whispered like this.

Then seeing that it was getting late and couldn't delay it any longer, the figure turned into a rainbow and sped towards the wedding venue.

Therefore, rumors are really the most terrifying murder weapon in the world. You never know what they will be spread and adapted into in the end.

For example, the Nangong disciple just heard the rumors about Ning Ye's pretty girl, and also heard that the young master was unwilling to get married because he had a mysterious sweetheart, so he directly connected the two things together. He thought that Ning Ye must be coveting the young master's beauty and came here to steal the young master's kiss.

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On the other side, the wedding venue of the Nangong Family.

With the support of the maid, Dongfang Qingyue, who was wearing a wedding dress like a fire, walked like a marionette to Nangong Ritian, the groom.

Next, comes the traditional part of worshiping heaven and earth.

"Brother, what are you doing? You have to worship heaven and earth. Why haven't you shown up yet? Could it be that you were trapped by Long Liuxi?"

Seeing that Ning Ye hadn't shown up yet, Nangong Ritian was extremely worried and thinking in his heart.

"A prayer to heaven..."

The wedding officiant saw the newlyweds entering the venue, so he sang loudly.

"Wait! My stomach suddenly hurts. Let me go take a poop!"

Just as the master of ceremonies opened his mouth, Nangong Ritian shouted.

Anyway, he has no shame at all. Being able to say such words in front of a full room of guests at his wedding is nothing to him.

However, the wedding cannot be interrupted, and no fool would believe that a strong Taoist priest would suddenly have a stomachache.

"Think about your sister, Hao'er!"

Patriarch Nangong said this to Nangong Ritian, who was making jokes at the wedding, with no concealment of the threat in his words.

"...I just farted, and my stomach suddenly stopped hurting. Let's go ahead and get married."

Nangong Ritian, who had to bow his head under the eaves, looked helpless and despairing.

"boom!"

At this moment, the front door of the Nangong family suddenly burst open. Ning Ye, holding a wooden sword, stepped on the debris on the ground and walked to the wedding venue.

On the road behind him, the disciples of the Nangong family who were responsible for guarding fell to the ground in a mess, covering their wounds and groaning in pain.

"Sorry to keep you waiting...I'm coming!"

After looking around the mirror-silent arena, Ning Ye finally cast his gaze on Dongfang Qingyue, who was wearing a wedding dress on the ceremonial stage above, and spoke in a very gentle tone.